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“The Garden

If no one loves her
Please, love you
Even if she’s a wreckage
Or lost, in a predetermined path
Or broken, by a perfect love
Or loved, by your sacrificial loneliness
Please, build her
Even when you have no stone
Or judge her abysmal tombstone
Or her nothingness collapses your passion
Water her azaleas
Out of frozen concrete
From sublime bottles
No one full, ever knew how to fill.

Jenim Dibie”